After hearing Shigehiko Tonkou's answer, Fujiwara Yu knew that all his conjectures were correct, and there was another way to cooperate with him. It seemed that he was still very afraid of the organization in his heart, otherwise he would not be able to act on his own.
chaos.
He slowly let go of his hand, knowing that the person in front of him would not call for bodyguards again, and calmly helped to fill the sand. He stretched out his hand in an invitation gesture to signal Shigehiko Tonkou to follow him to the next tee box.
Staying in this position for a long time will arouse the suspicion of the two bodyguards. Naturally, Fujiwara Yu will not make such a stupid mistake, giving the other party an opportunity to reverse the current situation.
The next tee box was far away from where the golf cart parked. Since the Kasumigaseki Country Club course is in the woods, Fujiwara Yu took advantage of the high altitude difference to successfully lure Tonguchi Shigehiko to the position he had planned. He stopped and walked slowly.
He turned around, put down his golf club bag, and said bluntly:
"The information about Shimokawa Yosuke's death is open and transparent. I think Mr. Tunkou, you must already know it. So I won't talk nonsense to you. I now have in my hand every transaction record between you and the organization, as well as the records of your relationship with the organization."
Multiple photos of the two of them meeting privately."
Fujiwara Yu deliberately paused for a moment, observing the changes in Shigehiko Tonkuchi's facial expression, and then continued:
"As long as I move my fingers a little, these two documents will be made public. What will the organization do to you then... I think you, as a partner of the organization, will know better, right?"
Shigehiko Tonkou's eyes fell to his toes and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. The reason why he felt fear was that he knew the terror of the organization. So when he learned about the death of Yosuke Shimokawa, he made plans to flee Japan with his wife and daughter.
However, when the police publicly revealed that the person who killed Shimokawa Yosuke was Nakahara Kyoko, he believed that the organization was not responsible. At this stage, no one came to the door, indicating that his matter was not known to the organization.
But he never expected that the young man in front of him, who was not part of the organization, would actually have all the information. He was now in a dilemma.
Whether he agrees or refuses, his ending should be very ugly.
After swallowing Zhongyan's deep thought, he slowly raised his head and looked directly at the shy young man in front of him, and said slowly:
"As long as you can guarantee the personal safety of my wife and daughter, I will promise you."
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you if you don't let the information organization out here." Fujiwara Yu put his gloved hands into his trouser pockets and took out a towel. He personally wiped away the sweat that fell to Shigehiko Tonguchi's chin, and said in a gentle tone: "
Mr. Tunkou, you can rest assured that our police will definitely put the protection of national safety first when doing things."
Police? He is actually a police officer?
Shigehiko Tonkou never expected that the young man in front of him had such an identity, but when he thought about it carefully, apart from the huge and mysterious organizations, only the public security police of the National Police Agency could do this in Japan.
It turns out that the rumors are true. The National Police Agency has been implementing various plans against organizations in recent years, but the results are not very significant. But looking at it now, it is not that the public security police are incompetent, but that the time has not come yet?
As long as the organization exists, threats to itself will also exist.
Tunkou Shigehiko knew that the best outcome for him embarking on this pirate ship would be to spend the rest of his life in prison, but he still did not want his greed to involve his beloved family members, and he still hoped that the organization could be eradicated.
"It's a pleasure to work with you, young police officer."
Fujiwara Yu looked at the hand stretched out towards him, hesitated for a moment and chose to shake it back. He suppressed his hypocritical smile and replaced it with calmness. He had known that today's action would be successful, and he didn't have much joy or sense of accomplishment.
Because he knew very well that Tunkou Zhongyan was just an insignificant pawn in the hands of the organization. There was still a lot to be done to overthrow the organization, so there was nothing to be happy about.
"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Tunkou."
"How do you need me to cooperate with you?"
"Now you just need to play golf well and reduce the number of private meetings with these two people as much as possible. You don't need to worry about the rest. You can just carry out the organization's arrangements as usual."
"Then how should I contact you? At least give me a last name, right?"
Although Fujiwara Yu's expression didn't change much, he was still a little confused in his heart. He had never been good at naming. After thinking for a while, he could only answer dryly:
"Just call me sir. This is my email address. Once you memorize it, destroy it immediately... But don't be clever, otherwise you will die miserably, do you understand?"
"Of course I understand, sir."
"Then enjoy this round of golf, Mr. Tunkou."
Fujiwara Yu smiled and handed over the cleaned No. 1 club with both hands, and stood aside to keep quiet. He wanted to see how bad Tonguchi Shigehiko's golf skills were, and he didn't pay much attention to the first ball just now.
However, two minutes later, he only heard the swing of the golf club, and did not hear the crisp sound of the swing hitting the ball while doing his homework. He tilted his head in confusion, looked down, and found that the golf ball was lying quietly.
On top of the tee.
Good guy, I bet this guy took an empty swing?
Shigehiko swallowed in embarrassment and wished he could dig a trench and bury himself in it. He still knew how much his golf skills weighed, but it had never been so outrageous. It was probably because he was being watched by this policeman.
Abnormal.
But what can he say? He can only bite the bullet and continue to fight under this surveillance.
He vowed that he would never want to play golf again and it was time to quit his addiction.
Fujiwara Yu had no idea that he had created such a huge psychological trauma and shadow for Tonguchi Shigehiko. Two hours later, he felt refreshed and submitted his resignation letter to the person in charge of Kasumigaseki Country Club, then got into the car driven by White and left.
He leaned on the back seat of the car and rolled down the window, enjoying the coolness brought by the wind, and raised his eyebrows and asked:
"White, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"
When his boss asked, White parked the car aside, his tears turned into poached eggs, and he complained loudly, speaking so fast that his Japanese level improved:
"Mr. Krell, you don't know how scary Ms. Eguchi is! As soon as she came up, she put her hand on my abdomen and stroked it back and forth like a person who refuses to go home while shopping. She also kept pinching my arm muscles. I really
I almost knocked her to the ground with one fist!"
Fujiwara Yu felt goosebumps all over his body just by imagining this scene in his mind. He even recalled the past four years ago when he was in the police academy and was "pawned" by a bad friend in a cowherd shop for a few sets of costumes.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and rested his mind:
"I'm sorry White, I've made you tired today."
"Hey? Is that the only thing you can say?"
"This car is yours too."
"Next time something like this happens, Mr. Krell, I'm willing to go through fire and water for you!"